Xiao Yuehua sat on the sofa, hugging a big pillow, looking at Wang Pingan as if he was a fool.

Wang Pingan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you questioning me about? What do I have to question?"

Xiao Yuehua curled her lips and continued, "People will definitely think that you are plundering the people of Nanzhao. Otherwise, where did your money come from?"

"Bullshit, the people's blood and sweat." Wang Pingan laughed angrily, "How much money can the people's blood and sweat earn? Don't I, Wang Pingan, have the ability to make money?"

"So how much money have you saved?"

"I~."

Seeing Xiao Yuehua's excited look, Wang Pingan quickly stopped talking and changed the subject, "How can I make money? I have so much work to do in Nanzhao every day, how can I have the energy to make money?"

At this time, the house can be bought at a good price, and the wedding money can be received more.

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Wang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "It seems that we need to limit the atmosphere in the academy. We should not let people compare with each other when they leave the academy. Well, we can just limit the dress code."

Each hot air balloon is loaded with 30,000 strings of cash, or 300,000 banknotes. One hundred hot air balloons are loaded with 3 million strings of cash, a total of 30 million banknotes. In Chang'an City, excluding the imperial palace and the army, there is a population of one million. On average, almost everyone can pick up 30 banknotes.

Li Dan muttered to himself, "It's not much money, only three million strings of cash. There are so many people to share it, but not much can be shared."

So today, when the Crown Prince got married, all the people in Chang'an came out. Not only were there people on the streets, but many people also climbed onto the roofs of the houses.

The moment the wedding carriage entered the city, money began to be scattered from the hot air balloon, all of which were one hundred-wen bills.

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and gave him a questioning look. Wang Pingan smiled and said, "He took two jade pendants, a golden fork, and a few pearls. It's not too much. The pearls should be a gift for the prince, and the other things are mostly for his own use."

But Li Zhi is a man who holds grudges very much. I don't know if he has completely let go of his past grudges by now?

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Yuehua breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Wang Zheng didn't say anything.

Let’s not talk about this any more. Go get the key from mom, and we’ll go to the storeroom to pick out some gifts. We need to prepare them early, so we don’t have to rush around tomorrow.”

Early in the morning, the wedding procession entered the city from the south gate. One hundred hot air balloons were raised at the gate of the imperial city, all rising to a height of one hundred meters and fixed with ropes at the bottom.

It is about the monthly salary of an ordinary person. Giving out so much gift money at once is unprecedented.

Xiao Yuehua was filled with envy and smacked her lips as she said, "It's great. It makes me want to run out and pick up some money."

Li Zhi's family and Wang Zheng's family were all watching from the top of the imperial city wall.

Wang Zheng watched Wang Ping'an go to the kitchen to find Luo Xiaomei to get the key, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, then continued reading the newspaper.

If Xiao Yuehua went to Luo Xiaomei to ask for the key herself, Luo Xiaomei would definitely ask what she wanted and would most likely follow her into the warehouse. Even if she didn't go in with her, she would definitely check the items afterwards, and Xiao Yuehua would not be able to take advantage of her.

Big bills fluttered down one after another, causing people on the ground to exclaim in surprise.

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, saying, "It will naturally leave a mark in the history books. Even if there are future generations who follow suit, they will only be followers. The real universal celebration should start with Your Majesty."

The real prosperous age, this means the prosperous age of Zhenguan, which is not a prosperous age compared to now.

On the Lantern Festival, the prince gets married and the whole world celebrates.

This time it was not as simple as the engagement ceremony. Not only was the entire imperial city decorated anew, but even the streets and alleys of Chang'an City were hung with colorful silks.

Li Zhi nodded with satisfaction and laughed, "What a prosperous age! This moment is the real prosperous age."

The reason why the commercial tax is only reduced by 30% is mainly because a large part of the current commercial tax is borne by the local governments. If it is completely exempted, the development of the local areas will stagnate, so 30% of the national tax is exempted.

Besides, Wang Ping'an is quite self-disciplined and would tell Luo Xiaomei what he needs. He wouldn't do it secretly like Xiao Yuehua did.

Li Zhi was sitting in a wheelchair and was very happy watching this. He said to Wang Zheng with a satisfied smile, "Such a prosperous era, do you think it will leave a great mark in history books, so that future generations will sigh?"

"You're still tight-lipped." Xiao Yuehua curled her lips and continued, "You'd better not have any private money, otherwise I'll make things difficult for you sooner or later. I get a share of the profits from Nanzhao.

Li Zhi even issued an edict to exempt all agricultural taxes and corvee labor, and to reduce commercial taxes by 30%, which was a cause for celebration for all.

After a while, Wang Pingan brought the key. Xiao Yuehua quickly got up and pushed Wang Pingan towards the warehouse.

Of course, there are some little kids on the roof. After all, they are light and can rob money flexibly from there.

Such remarks have been rarely heard in recent years. After all, the Tang Dynasty today does not need to be compared with any other era. It is already a great prosperous era.

Watching the car frame approaching slowly, Li Zhi said with some emotion: "Finally, I'm married. It's good to be married. I'm an adult now and I have to take responsibility for my own actions. Even if I made the wrong choice, I can't blame my parents."

When the two siblings came out again, Xiao Yuehua ran back to her room with a bulging baby in her arms.

But it was different when Wang Ping'an went to get the key. One reason was that Luo Xiaomei loved Wang Ping'an more. In Luo Xiaomei's view, he was her son after all, and everything would belong to him in the future anyway.

More than ten years ago, no matter how well Li Zhi did, the officials in the court would always bring up the prosperous age of Zhenguan, which made Li Zhi somewhat aggrieved. After large amounts of money and grain began to be transported from Yuzhou to Chang'an, such remarks gradually became less frequent.

Wang Zheng sighed in his heart and fell silent.

Wu Zetian asked with a smile: "What do you think, Grand Steward?"

Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty is wise and wise, so I naturally have no objection."

Wu Zetian nodded, sighed and said: "Many things are just your own choices. Some truths cannot be explained. You have to experience some things yourself before you can understand them. Don't you Yuzhou people value practice?

From now on, it’s practice.”